empty corpses on the floor
By: Ioana Moldovan
Existential questions at the border of a bridge.
What's the cost of playing God?
Ten years slip through my fingers as I pack the memories away. You've left and I'm left to deal with the broken pieces of our relationship.
Cherries, cherries & MORE cherries!
I will reign commaful till eternity
It’s the cherry on too after working a 13 hour shift
Sweet as the cherries and peaches
But we are never really satisfied with what we make,
Always searching for those cherries on proverbial cakes!!!